She sits alone on the edge of the pit
They've been digging it for quite some time now
Using their lies as shovels, making the hole deeper with every word that crawls off their tongue
Those who don't dig, push
They try to push her in as she holds on to the edge tightly
They spit acid at her, burning her skin
But still she suffers through and holds tight
She fights for the others, because they can't stand to see her in the pit, it frightens them
She goes through all this pain for the others but when she reaches out a hand they turn their backs
The others are scared of them
Scared of the creatures that follow her around
They don't scare her though
She's learned to live with them
